Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25433946-20141011060324/@comment-25433946-20150806001429

The bunker door clanks closed as Daniel decends into the hallways, back into the war room. Removing his helmet, he sits down. It was too much to deal with, obviously he should have just stuck to working. Friendship is too awkward and too much.

He demorphs and lays in the chair worn out, from running around and playing music and failing at friendship.

For a moment, he dozes off.

Soon with morning upon him, Daniel grabs some snacks from his backpack and drinks some water. Ms. White will probably arrive soon, they should get to work.